The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 570

Chapter 570

With her eyes betraying a hint of jealousy, Irene couldn’t help but glance at Aiden, who stood beside Amelia. She hadn’t expected Amelia to give birth to a child while in prison.

Meanwhile, Irene herself had lost the ability to bear children and now found herself forced to raise Amelia’s child in the future.

“Amelia, it’s been a while,” Irene greeted her. “I heard from Warren that Aiden is his child. In that case, I will treat Aiden as my own child from now on!”

As she spoke, Irene pointed to the driver standing behind her, who held a handful of children’s toys in his hand.

“These are the toys I prepared for Aiden. I didn’t know where you were living, so I came here to deliver them,” Irene explained, offering a warm smile.

However, in Amelia’s eyes, that smile was so unsettling that it sent shivers of fear down her spine.

Back then, Irene had also smiled gently at her. But in the blink of an eye, she had feigned a fall down the stairs. It left Amelia wondering what Irene’s true intentions were this time.

Almost subconsciously, Amelia moved to shield her son, positioning herself protectively in front of him.

“What do you want?” Amelia asked cautiously.

“What else could I want? I simply want to be kind to Aiden. After all, he is Warren’s son and will be my son in the future,” Irene replied with a smile.

“Aiden will never be your son!” Amelia exclaimed firmly, her thoughts racing, “How could I ever allow my son to become the child of a woman who framed me?”

as if she feared that the woman before her might once again

most precious treasure.

The little boy frowned, his young mind unable to comprehend why

wondered, “Besides, why did that other woman say that I would be her son in the future? I’m clearly Mommy’s son!”

unintentionally hurt her son, prompting her to loosen her

“Is this really necessary? Amelia, although you heartlessly pushed me down the stairs and caused my

Irene. She mused, “Stop! Stop talking about it, especially on

who’s been in prison shouldn’t be raising a child. It would be in the best interest

draining of color. Her hand holding her son’s grew cold

My mommy wasn’t in prison! Only the bad guys go to jail!” Aiden rushed forward from behind Amelia, his small form filled with determination as he addressed Irene with

didn’t grasp the full meaning of many things the woman said, he comprehended the part

exactly why he flew into a

To him, his mother was

a trace of imperceptible disgust flickered in her

not,” Irene urged Aiden, her gaze still on Amelia’s pale face. She addressed Amelia, saying earnestly, “Amelia, you wouldn’t

son’s innocent face, she found herself

of troublemakers to create chaos at Amelia’s food cart. I wonder if the Fletcher family had a hand in colluding with these thugs. In

fixed her gaze on Rosalie. “Ah, so it’s you! You’ve been to jail as well, haven’t you? Amella make quite the pair. A lawyer

You and

encountered Rosalie at the banquet, she had

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